Chapter 179: The Demon Lord Junzhu's Slacking Daily Life Chapter 179

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Protagonist:

Yan Qianqian

Qianqian blinked her lively large eyes, responding somewhat bewilderedly: "I don't know either!" Just as the two were conversing, a servant hurried over, saluted them, and said: "Prince, Miss, the meal is ready, please both go dine."

Upon hearing this, Qianqian's face instantly blossomed with a delighted smile, and she hurriedly said: "Perfect, I can ask Father!" Before her words fell, she impatiently reached out to grab Yan Shuang'er's sleeve, and together they headed toward the dining hall.

Before even stepping into the dining hall, Qianqian's clear and pleasant voice had already drifted inside ahead of her: "Father, Qianqian succeeded!"

An Wang, who was conversing quietly with the Princess Consort at the head seat, heard this shout and instantly stopped speaking, his gaze urgently turning toward the entrance. Only when he saw Qianqian's figure drawing nearer did he ask: "You truly mastered it?"

Qianqian quickly walked before An Wang, excitedly nodding: "Yes, Father! But Father, Qianqian has a question she wants to ask you." An Wang smiled slightly, saying gently: "Speak freely, good daughter."

Qianqian slightly furrowed her brows, thought seriously for a moment, then said: "Father, why is my lightness skill not quite the same as yours?" An Wang couldn't grasp Qianqian's meaning for a moment, and couldn't help asking further: "Where does it differ?"

Qianqian hurriedly explained: "Father, your lightness skill can be freely controlled at will, but mine seems somewhat uncontrollable." Hearing this, An Wang's expression turned grave, and he continued pressing: "Your lightness skill is uncontrollable? How specifically does it manifest?"

"It's just..." Qianqian hesitated slightly, then continued, "Ah, you'll know after we eat." Finishing, Qianqian wore a troubled look.

An Wang nodded thoughtfully upon hearing this, then said: "Alright, let's eat first. After the meal, this King will personally see just what kind of uncontrollable it is."

Just then, Yan Shuang'er at the side, hearing the interesting back-and-forth between the two, truly couldn't hold back her inner amusement, but she pressed her lips tight, not letting laughter escape. However, this subtle expression change did not escape the Princess Consort's sharp eyes.

The Princess Consort looked at Yan Shuang'er with a face full of suspicion, seeing her wanting to laugh yet forcing herself to hold it in, and grew even more curious. Then, she turned her gaze toward Qianqian, trying to find some clue from this little girl. But faced with the Princess Consort's probing eyes, Qianqian merely returned an innocent smile, leaving the Princess Consort even more baffled.

Despite being full of doubts, the Princess Consort ultimately did not ask, instead secretly pondering, waiting until after everyone finished eating to go investigate together. Time flew, and in a blink a sumptuous meal was swept clean, everyone rising from their seats.

Just after finishing the meal, Qianqian could no longer contain her excitement, impatiently grabbing An Wang's hand and sprinting toward Wufangyuan. The Princess Consort and Yan Shuang'er followed unhurriedly behind, walking while quietly discussing the scene about to unfold.

Not long after, everyone had gathered in Wufangyuan. At this moment Qianqian was already eager to try, standing in the very center of the courtyard she took a deep breath, then slowly closed her eyes, regulated her breathing, and sank her whole body's Qi into her dantian.

Immediately after, she was seen lightly rising on her toes, gently pushing off the ground, her whole person like an arrow leaving the bowstring, with a "whoosh" vanishing from her original spot.

The next moment, everyone discovered to their surprise that Qianqian had actually appeared at that familiar position — atop the roof. Moreover, she still maintained a very familiar posture, her whole body lying steadily there, as if all this was already second nature to her.

Simultaneously, Mantou, who had been waiting at the side for the right moment, swiftly acted. She effortlessly hoisted a long ladder, quickly running to the spot below where Qianqian was. And Qianqian, like a seasoned climbing expert, easily scrambled up the ladder.

An Wang and An Wangfei, witnessing this scene at the side, simply couldn't believe their eyes; they stared dumbly at Qianqian's agile figure, mouths gaping wide, unable to close them for a long while.

Only when Qianqian successfully climbed onto the roof and stood up waving at them did the two snap back to their senses as if waking from a dream.

"Father, look quick! It's like this — every time I 'fly' onto the roof, and each time the landing spot is different! What's going on?"

Qianqian asked bewilderedly. An Wang slightly narrowed his eyes, fell silent thoughtfully for a while, then slowly said: "When this King taught you lightness skill, did I ever teach you to close your eyes? You shut your eyes tight, so naturally you cannot know where to go."

Hearing this, Qianqian's face instantly turned as dark as storm clouds, secretly vexed beyond measure. So it was actually such a simple reason that caused her to lose direction when practicing lightness skill.

An Wang's lips curled slightly, then he patiently explained: "You must open your eyes wide, and not speak nonsense. After sinking Qi to the dantian, fix your gaze straight ahead. If you want to move left, look left;

if you intend to advance right, then gaze right. Then use your mind, concentrate your spirit on thinking of that destination."

Qianqian listened with full concentration to An Wang's explanation, her beautiful eyes flashing with excited light, looking impatient to try. She followed the method An Wang imparted, quickly regulating her breath, sinking Qi to dantian, her eyes bright and fixed straight ahead, then immediately lightly rose on her toes.

In an instant, only a "whoosh" was heard, Qianqian shot out like an arrow from a bow, and in the blink of an eye rushed forward a full two meters.

This sudden scene made An Wang himself slightly startled, then he nodded in satisfaction. Back when he himself learned lightness skill, it took a full two days to achieve such effect.

Yet Qianqian before him, from starting practice until now, all told barely a day and a half, could reach this level — truly astonishing.

An Wang praised without stinginess: "Truly didn't expect you could master this art so quickly; seems you're quite gifted in martial arts!"

Hearing An Wang's praise, Qianqian proudly lifted her slender neck, like a beautiful white swan. Her face beamed with a smug smile, and she loudly replied: "Of course!"

An Wangfei, standing at the side, watching her daughter's proud and adorable appearance, couldn't help gently pressing her lips, revealing a trace of gentle amusement.

An Wang continued: "Since you've already grasped the key points, practice more on your own; once proficient it'll naturally be even better. This King is a bit tired, going back to rest a while." Speaking, he yawned and slowly left.

Seeing this, An Wangfei also hurriedly instructed: "Qianqian, it's not too late to continue practicing after you wake up, no need to rush, go obediently to sleep!"